Obsessive Gathering Behavior, day ... er, 7? 8?

[xyzzysqrl]

My monitor arrived today! YAY! And the boyfriend's computer! YAY! And not my computer! DAMN!

... You know, if I kill and eat him, technically I will have TWO computers. But then I will not have a wolf. This is known as a "difficult choice".

Well. I may not even have one computer...

Sqrl, watching UPS tracking page: "...Hey. HEY."
Woof: "Hmm?"
Sqrl: "When my computer stopped at Indianapolis, it weighed 36 pounds. When it left, the weight changed to 12 pounds. What the hell?"
Woof: "They put it on a diet?"
Sqrl: "...Nooooooo. Do not WANT."
Woof: "Yep. They made it run on a treadmill with one of those belly belts..."
Sqrl: "Waaaaaaugh. I am going to get a box and it will be a metal case with a piece of celery inside."
Woof: "...I don't think..."
Sqrl: "And I will call them and they will tell me it is my Intel Celery Processor and I will install The Witcher and it won't run because THAT'S A VEGETABLE YOU BASTARDS."
Woof: "I promise if the box is that light, we'll stop the delivery guy and ask him to wait while we verify the contents. ... Also, there'll be a t-shirt inside, not celery."
Sqrl: "AAAAUGH. DO NOT WANT T-SHIRT."
Woof: *ducks out to get dinner*

So now I am worried because my PC lost like 24 pounds in Indiana. GIVE IT BACK GODDAMNIT. Those are MY 24 pounds.

I swear I will come out there and EAT your ENTIRE STATE.